the psalmist asks ' why are You so far removed ?'
but i am left with only me
to call out ..
i don't think You've gone anywhere
i think i've fallen behind
from Your shadow ..
now i barely see where You were a minute ago
`|`why
do i stumble so readily ?
why
do i 'relax' my vigil
allow my zeal to chill ?
why ?
`|`
is there anything more winsome
than the sight of You
anything that thrills
like following Your gaze into my eyes
like the sound of Your feet making way
through the grass we walk on
anything that moves me
like knowing the back leaning against mine in balance
is the back that bore the bruising lash
while we turned our backs and looked the other way ?
..
how do 'you' ever get past that ?
which universe could ever offer me such love
in the heart of an Elder Brother
who once scattered planets and blew stars
into this and that collective
pulling and swinging each other in orbits lightyears beyond our imagination ?
..
how do 'you' just let that slide
like some thrilling scifi we saw last week ?
`|`
why does not every inhalation inspire my heart again towards unmatched zeal that bonds my soul to Yours in a fusion that no force in the universe could ever fissure ? ?
i should absolutely fear the distance of Your Presence
run to find You
anxious
unsettled
disoriented
whenever You are not within reach of my heart
.. whenever my heart is not reaching for You
..
truly i am not able
to walk this life
without You
with me ..
come
walk with me .. .
